Sanity

I haven't managed to do anything creative since last week.  Little man was surrounded by great aunts and uncles that drove 2 days to be nearby for Pawpaw's surgery.  Since it was his actual birthday, and they usually only see him once a year, and they were missing their own grandkids- he was super spoiled.  Whatever he wanted, and new toys everyday, and someone to rescue him from Mom or Dad when he got in trouble.

We visited my father in law this morning, but this afternoon was back to reality.   Little man doesn't like reality, and let me know.  Between the poo paintings (which he is way too old to still be making) tantrums, and messes, I hope he settles down soon because if he doesn't I think I'll go insane.